The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 873 Wind Canglan!You...you didn't die!

The roar went straight into the sky and resounded through the sky.

An Ran, who was burning in flames, suddenly stiffened when she heard the sound, and her bound body froze.

He raised his head suddenly, looked through the flames and looked at the source of the sound.

boom--

An Ran felt an explosion in her head, and the moment she saw her face clearly, she shook her bound limbs excitedly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sister... Sister..."

While An Ran looked towards the place where the sound originated, all the surrounding audience turned their heads to look.

Seeing the person coming, everyone showed astonishment and shouted in shock, "It's...it's Feng Canglan!"

"It's Feng Canglan—"

The three words Feng Canglan sounded, and the audience fell into an eerie silence.

The moment the man in the cloak saw Feng Canglan, the pupils under the mask shrank suddenly.

Wind canglan! ?

She is still alive!

she……

Thousands of eyes focused on Feng Canglan, either in shock, surprise, or disbelief.

Feng Canglan stared at Feng Anran who was burned by the flames, Qiu Shui's eyes overflowed with murderous aura, and everyone was sweating coldly.

"Sister, let's go—"

An Ran came back to her senses, and shouted frantically in a hoarse voice, "Sister! Take Liu Cang away!"

"They're going to kill Liu Cang!"

"Come on—"

The sound passed through the flames and was blown to the ears by the wind. Feng Canglan's hands clasped "clackling", and his red eyes scanned the blocking group of people.

The eyelids drooped slightly, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

"Sister... Hurry up! They have a lot of people, you are no match for them!"

The sound Fei Li made was mixed with pain, but he gritted his teeth and did not cry out.

Feng Canglan, with downcast eyes, suddenly lifted her eyelids, and a gust of wind blew her red dress flying and her black hair flying.

His eyes were dark, filled with coldness and hostility, like an unsheathed sword, sweeping away thousands of troops.

The voice was unusually gentle, completely opposite to the aura radiating out, "How can I go."

How could she abandon An Ran and leave!

Focusing on An Ran, who was baked by the flames, Feng Canglan's pupils were dark and flashed away.

Everyone saw only a red afterimage, and Feng Canglan stopped beside An Ran in the blink of an eye.

With a wave of his hand, all the flames on his body disappeared, and the vines that bound his hands and feet were broken inch by inch.

An Ran was out of balance, and the whole person fell like a kite with a broken string.

Feng Canglan wrapped his arms around his waist, and the two of them landed slowly, their toes touching the ground.

An Ran Xiaolu's eyes were red, her face was covered with blood, her lips were dry and crusty, "Sister... didn't you let Liu Cang go with you?"

"What are you doing back here?"

"They... You can't beat so many of them."

"Anran just...as long as she knows that her sister is safe and well." Her soft and waxy voice was hoarse, like the sound of a dilapidated bellows, her dirty hands tightly tugged on Feng Canglan's red dress, and tears rolled down her face.

Seeing An Ran weeping, Feng Canglan only felt a throbbing pain in his heart, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, his choked up voice was careful and gentle, "It's okay as long as my sister is safe and well."

"Anran also needs to be safe, otherwise Liucang will have no aunt."

She wiped away her tears over and over to comfort her, seeing Feng Anran covered in scars and blood, a mist welled up in her eyes, "It's my sister's fault."

Knowing that An Ran has no spiritual power or spiritual roots, she unexpectedly handed over Liu Cang to An Ran.

Isn't this just pushing An Ran into the pit of fire?

An Ran shook her head violently, sobbing, "No."

"Does it hurt?" His eyes glanced over the wound on An Ran's body, full of pain and pity.

An Ran shook her head again, her dry lips raised a sunny smile, even though she was whipped, her deer eyes were still innocent, "It hurts at first, but it doesn't hurt when I see my sister."

Facing the innocence in the clear pupils, Feng Canglan's breath was stagnant, and bloodthirsty murderous intent welled up in his eyes.

The younger sister she carefully protected did not let her experience any suffering, and she was reluctant to let her suffer a little bit of harm.

Now...but being bullied by others.

"I'm not a panacea, and it won't hurt when I see it." She said reproachful words, but her tone and expression were gentle and distressed.

After wiping off the blood on his face and returning to his original cleanliness and cuteness, Feng Canglan scolded with a smile, "You're so stupid."

Take off the robe and put it on An Ran's back, "Wait here for sister."

"It'll be fine soon."

After saying that, she turned around and swept around, the gentle smile on her face turned into a cold chill the moment she turned around.

Wherever they glanced, everyone felt a cold wind blowing from the back of their heads.

Everyone was shocked, and then recovered from the shock of Feng Canglan's appearance.

"She... Feng, Feng Canglan is still alive!"

"Isn't she dead?"

"I saw her fall off the cliff with my own eyes, but Zong Zhengyu didn't find her either!"

"She...she..."

The terrified voice was mixed with uneasiness, which even affected the surrounding hot emotions.

Who is Feng Canglan!She is a leader among the geniuses in the Galaxy Continent, and she even possesses a heaven-defying time system spirit root!

Now I'm afraid it's... hard to deal with!
Just when everyone was panicking, a voice sounded, "Not dead? Then kill again!"

"Feng Canlan reopened the Demon Realm! Killed so many of us again!"

"We must let her pay in blood! Avenge our dead comrades!"

When this sound sounded, the others seemed to have found the backbone, and they raised their arms and shouted, "Blood debt!"

"eye for eye!"

Thousands of people shouted in unison, the voice went straight to the sky, and the scene was shocking.

Feng Anran, who was standing behind, tightened her heart, and subconsciously grabbed the red dress on her body, staring nervously at Feng Canglan.

"eye for eye?"

The cold voice seemed to come from the abyss, spreading and echoing continuously.

Feng Canglan stood in the center, with golden sunlight shining on her, standing proudly between the heaven and the earth.

Even though they are standing on the same plane, it gives people the feeling of looking down on all living beings, making them feel an urge to surrender and want to kneel down.

A cold smile appeared on the red lips, "I want you to be able to move me."

Her bright pupils burst out with bloodthirsty light, "You can pay with blood."

As soon as the voice fell, a red afterimage was so fast that it dazzled people. It took half a second for everyone to react, and shouted, "Be careful!"

"Get out of the way!"

The flashing red afterimage stopped, and the bright red clothes in the crowd were particularly eye-catching.

Feng Canglan squeezed one person's neck and lifted it slowly.

The person whose neck was strangled lifted his feet off the ground, struggled and thrashed in mid-air, and screamed in fear from time to time.

The group of people who hadn't been hit by the poisonous hand, saw the scene of being lifted into the air by Feng Canglan, and only felt a faint pain in their necks.

It seemed that they were the ones who were strangled.

"Card wipe!"

There was a bone-stirring sound, and she let go.

The person who was still struggling just now fell to the ground without a sound.

Quiet, the death version of Jing.

The sun was shining brightly and warmly, but they felt that it was still in the cold winter, and it was bitingly cold.

Looking at the person lying at his feet, Feng Canglan sneered, her red lips were bright, as if she had just drunk blood.

Looking from the dead body to the crowd, her eyes flicked inch by inch, she smiled brightly, and her voice was charming, as if she was coquettish, "Hiding?"

"Don't you want to pay in blood? What are you hiding?"

(End of this chapter)